Constance La France Poet Verse

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'sorrow: Like a Lover'

oh sorrow,
you moan my name day and night
and seek out my anguish, my grief, and misery
making me melancholy and mournful . . .
and it is because of you I pick up a pen
to write woebegone words . . .  that drip, drip, drip-
then, you leave me until I am called back 
when you embrace me, so I may suffer again, again- 
and like a lover lost, I hold you, hold you
pressed to my heart . . . 

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April 15, 2018


Poetry/Verse/'Sorrow: Like a Lover'
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1121-689-01
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Submitted into Standard Contest 190
sponsor, Brian Strand

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John Castellenas March 9, 2019 at 7:52 AM I liked the longing in the words. You made the reader feel the need and the regret. A amazing poem. Constance La France March 9, 2019 at 10:16 AM Thank you John

John Castellenas March 7, 2019 at 3:33 PM Amazing poetry for love. Love can be sweetness and sorrow in the same sentence. Constance La France March 8, 2019 at 7:33 PM John, thanks for visiting with the amazing !

Caren Krutsinger March 7, 2019 at 5:58 AM You are on quite the roll today, as usual, but even more beautiful missives, which I did not know was possible. Constance La France March 8, 2019 at 7:32 PM Caren, I am having a writing day, thanks for the beautiful ~